Ok, this is a rant. I just felt like it. Plus, as I’m blogging every day in November, this is purely off the top of my head.
Crumpets getting stuck in the toaster
. To my shame, I’ve been known to stick a metal knife in the toaster in my utter rage and desperation to get the sodding things out. Luckily, I’m still alive. I can’t understand why it happens. When the crumpet enters the toaster, it looks to have a reasonable amount of room. When it’s finished toasting, it’s shape-shifted.
Fluff in the tumble dryer filter. Oh my word. I know the filter is there for a reason and I should just get used to it, but I’m normally on a 30 second time limit to get down to the cellar, get the washing out and come back upstairs before one or other child notices I’m gone and indignantly expresses a need for attention. So removing the fluff from the tumble dryer filter is one irritation too far.
Kitchen sink drainer cascade. I’m sure you know what I mean. We have a dishwasher but I tend to wash certain things up as I use them frequently. Sometime the drainer pile gets that little bit too high. Picture the scene: I have a bowl full of washing up water. I place an item to dry on the drainer. This upsets the equilibrium of the drainer’s tower of pots and the whole lot falls into the sink again. Argh!!
Pan cupboard disarray. This is similar to the drainer cascade except that the wetness is replaced by the annoyance of large, heavy pans falling on your toes. Ouch.
Boiler fail at inopportune moments. No hot water, just when you’ve got your children all geared up for bathtime or when you need to get in the shower for work. Total household fail.
…and finally, one from Mr EC. Apparently this can leave one feeling incandescent with rage:
The tool you need is not in the right place. Not that we’re very hot at DIY, but Mr EC does try his hand at seemingly simpler tasks such as putting a picture up, changing light bulbs…struggling to think of anything else right now but I’m sure there are lots and lots of countless more DIY projects undertaken in our house on a regular basis. If you’re in the middle of something and you can’t find the tool that you know was there just the other week, it’s extremely irritating. Apparently.